Can Go All Day How Wack U Are Freak.. But Yo verse Is My Summary...
Punches Are Weak.. Like The Present Muhammad Ali.. Missin Stunningly ...
Tie Sand Bags Round His Waiste...Still Wouldnt Be Heavy Weight...
Wouldnt Be Off the Chain If He Was Tubman Running On Escape...
Must Be Drunk When You Write Verses Flow Is Disorderly....
Worster Than White Chicks..In Scary Flicks...You Die So Horribly..
Racist Bitch...In This Battle You Not Goin Beat Blacks...
Reason Poetry In motion..It Goes Down It Gets No feedbacks...
Throws The Pin And Holds The Grenade;Thats How He'll lose the fight...
Poet not Battle write;or use the mic;D/R DeadlyVisons Bruise Your Sight......
Drop The Foolish Hype" Russell Simmons Left.. I Won't Have You 'looking right"...
Wrap Up Your Mic Cords...Verse Leaves Bored..Godly??You Not Even Lords...
Far From The Best..0 Votes Scored..Your Like A King In Chess..Last-On The-Board..
Bowin 2 Me Like His Ava..T..Ar...If You Was Jack And Tiger 2 Gether Still Wouldnt Par...
Like Monkey Murdering Yo Bars...Can Be Janets Nipple,Still Wouldnt Be A Graduated Star...
Wins 1 Tourney..Now His D/Riders Sayin He Over-Rated...
Vango puttin Batteries In Yo Back ..The Reason You Mo2Va8ted...
If Rap Was A S.A.T He A Be Like Marion Jones Steeriods Far From Passin.....
D/R LLoyd Banks Instead Of Hunger 4 More Spuls More Of Non Fasteing....
Nursery Rhymes;I'll Put An End To Your Lines''Like Disconnecting The Phone..
You Spitting Foam;Treat You Like Games In Toronto;Split Open Your Dome..
Like Getting Sucked Into Airplane Propellers;Ill Have My 'fans' Merk You...
Lost a Hurt u....Sideline Then Get Rid Of You..So Im Garrison Hearst You....
Verse Look Like You Typed In A Hury..Win Is A Blury..Lyrics Far From Worthy..
Bitin His Nails Got Him Worried...Lryics Is Fake Just Like His
Mike Bibby Jersey..
Suppose 2 Be Nike Shit Is Reebock..Please Stop..Sending U Away Like Diviac..
Mommis Boy...Eatin Vegatables Like She Say Only Way His Beats Hott..(Beets)
Im In The Ship But Who Im facing?I Dont Kno Is It Time Or Rhymes Im waisting..
Cuz This Battle You Like Mugsy Bouges Blazing.. You Wont Rise To The Occasion..
Have Him Trippin Again"Kickin The Can" Like Poor Kids Playin Soccer Lately..
Let Yo Mom come Home And See You On The Net..Its Peace...Maybe...